I left my heart in San Fransisco 
It's at some motherf-king disco 
The people there were dancin' on it 
And that's including Miss Matronic 

 [bad word] if music is the victim then so am I 
Of lovin' and a cheatin' the snake gon' bite 
I beg and I scream and I cuss and I cry 
If music is the victim then so am I 

Of your bad fun 
Money's all gone but you need some 
Lover's on the phone but they got none 
Daddy ain't home from the [bad word] 
And you're ridin' through the city with a shotgun 

I left my bag in Pasadena 
Where all them girls was doin' Tina 
Them [bad word] sure were [bad word] up on it 
I said I'd rather smoke some chronic 

 [bad word] if music is the victim then so am I 
Of lovin' and a cheatin' the snake gon' bite 
I beg and I scream and I cuss and I cry 
If music is the victim then so am I 

Of your bad fun 
Money's all gone but you need some 
Lover's on the phone but they got none 
Daddy ain't home from the [bad word] 
And you're ridin through the city with a shotgun

I left my man in Houston Texas 
Just before he'd finished breakfast 
He said: oh baby fry some more eggs 
But I [bad word] #39; on my own two legs 

 [bad word] if Jesus had the power than so do I 
To rise up from the dead and take up to the sky 
I'm buskin' for the money so I get by 
And If music is the victim then so am I 

Of your bad fun 
Money's all gone but you need some 
Lover's on the phone but they got none 
Daddy ain't home from the [bad word] 
And you're ridin' through the city with a shotgun
And you're ridin' through the city with a shotgun
And you're ridin' through the city with a shotgun